Anarchy in the kitchen

We have hooks on all of the kitchen doors so that the cats can go in and out of all rooms & the dogs can't destroy the rest of the house. We came home to this when a friend left a cushion on one of the kitchen chairs. Mr.Man thought it was funny since they hadn't shredded anything for a while.

This morning was less funny as one of the cats knocked my glasses off the counter & the dogs snagged them while I was out of the room. The frames are still good (yay titanium!), but I'll have to get new lenses. It's my own stupid fault for leaving them in the dog zone, even though they were fine in that spot for the past 4 years.

The Kuranda beds on the left have been the best dog items we've purchased. Maggie's bed has held up to the little maniacs for more than 2 years, and Duke's bed still looks new. We ordered the aluminum frames instead of PVC, somehow plastic didn't seem like the best idea for them.

The issue we have now is Lebowski(the Dude) taking Duke's bed & not letting Maggie have her toys back.

15 minutes alone

This is when we knew we had a problem. Maggie has always been a chew-bot, obsessed with destroying toys & blankets. (Note the missing fringe on the rug - she took half of it off when I fell asleep on the couch one night.) Duke took it to a whole new level, as he dragged the blanket and leash across the house to destroy them in the living room. The traveling mystery dog destruction show had begun!

I've never seen a dog than can hack through a 6' nylon leash so fast. The first time we gave the dogs kongs with peanut butter I heard a weird noise after about 5 minutes. Duke was ripping chunks off the black "Extreme Kong" & spitting them out. Maggie had her kong for a year without a problem, so we went up a larger size to see if that would help. They both were ruined in about 10 minutes. I don't understand how a little whippet mix can destroy toys in minutes that supposedly keep pitbulls entertained for an hour!
 
We don't really know what breed Maggie & Duke are as they're street dogs from Puerto Rico, aka Satos. A friend's daughter calls them the mystery dogs. Maggie is a year older, so they're not litter mates, though they certainly look & act like it. Right now they're curled up together on one dog bed even though there are two in here. The blue bed from this pic is long gone.